Damian pushed open the door to the hotel room, the dim light from the hallway spilling in behind him. Rachael followed close. The door clicked shut, sealing them in the quiet space with its king-sized bed and soft ambient glow from the bedside lamp. He turned to face her, a smirk playing on his lips, but she moved faster.
With a fierce shove, Rachael propelled him backward onto the bed. Damian landed with a surprised grunt, the mattress dipping under his weight.
She loomed over him, eyes blazing with raw hunger. Without a word, she gripped the edges of her kaftan and yanked it apart in one violent motion. Fabric tore like paper, falling away to reveal her naked body; full breasts heaving with each breath with nipples already hardened peaks. Her curves were all womanly power, wide hips, a trimmed patch of dark hair above her slick folds, and thighs that promised comfort.
